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I crave a piece of land,
Oh! Parasakthi!
I crave a piece of land...
Amidst the piece of land,
build me a palace grand
with sundecks and picturesque pillars;
everything in pristine colors.
And near the well,
the long pinnate leaves
and the tender coconut dwell.
Around ten to twelve coconut trees should be near;
the moonlight should glow like the pearl luster;
songs of the Asian koels, I should hear,
and when my soul relishes, should embrace, breeze cluster.
To blend the songs,
I need my virtuous wife beside,
and our rejoicement jolly along,
the poetic verses pride.
In the midst of this land,
Oh my dear divine mother,be a guard.
With my poetic adroitness,
I should take care of this world.
* Parasakthi- Almighty / Goddess
This is the translation of Mahakavi Bharathiyar's tamil poem,' kaani nilam' - 'A piece of land'
I am an ardent fan of Bharathiyar. He died so young(39) .He was fluent in many languages including Bengali, Hindi, Sanskrit, French and English and frequently translated works from other languages into Tamil. It is immensely tough to translate someone like him. I hope I did atleast a little bit of justice
Wikipedia:
Subramania Bharati (11 December 1882–12 September 1921) was an Indian writer, poet and journalist, and Indian independence activist and social reformer from Tamil Nadu. Popularly known as "Mahakavi Bharati", he was a pioneer of modern Tamil poetry and is considered one of the greatest Tamil literary figures of all time. His numerous works were fiery songs kindling patriotism and nationalism during the Indian Independence movement.
"Don't deprive yourself of soaking the simplest things in life of what is around you, you will miss the beauty of what God did create that makes this universe."
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A butterfly flits, sweet nectar seeks,
beneath the sun's outstretched golden rays.
Among the rich laden ambrosia,
a zephyr breath blows, sweet aroma.
A butterfly flits in its shadow,
lithe movement in wet meadow garden.
Beauty and waltz grace sweet nectar seeks,
among laden ambrosia peaks.
A butterfly flits where zephyr braid,
mutely flit slowly through pinnate leaves.
12/23/2021
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Thoughts of the past beneath trees shade deep sighs
as leaves rain above relax ambience.
A mountain gravel path laced in pigments
freckle crimson, copper, and honey gold
striking crisp blithe as soft waves of fluttering
pinnate leaves still battle for existence
on living limbs, an autumn tarpaulin.
The rise of dust beneath the evergreen,
the rushing timbre cool river against
gravel and rocks banks deep flowing downhill.
A moment adorned in an heirloom time
a bouquet of many autumns that chime;
joy of many early dawns.
Mother deer with newborn fawns
arousing out epic world in springtime.
10/15/2021
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It was not very stately standing all alone,
A small tree full of pinnate foliage,
Had no appearance of being strong,
Looked rigid, this songbird and squirrel village.
Thought how vulnerable and helpless it looked,
All by itself out there on the lawn,
The trunk of the tree had a severe crook,
Yet, it had stood and survived numerous storms.
Once again heavy and stormy clouds rolled in,
Wind speeds soared at a massive rate,
Unbridled fury twisted each limb,
Without doubt, it would snap and death would be its fate.
The howling wind swelled with extreme deadly force,
Power only Mother Nature brings,
But defeat it refused to endorse,
For this submissive tree was strong enough to bend.
When the storm passed and the sun was shining bright,
The tree was straight though some broke in the wind,
Thought about our humanness in this light,
In hardships, the rigid snap; just the strong can bend.
My life should be like that tree,
Able to endure life’s harsh winds,
How much better it would be,
If I was strong enough to bend.
47 a number
And just what is lavender
A variety of Evanescence and array and assortment flowering plants in the mint
Lamiaceae
A floral article purple violet flower
Originates from Canary Islands
Cape Verde Old World
Found in temperate climates
Lavender
Spike rising foliage
Containing of essential oils
Pinnate birthing whorl
Royalty flower
Maybe blue lilac or violet blackish purple or yellowish
Sweet O' sweet so sweet
Lavender
I beseech thee dried confetti huge and scented Waters conceptuals fresh fragrances
Potpourris
Fresh aromatic perfumed camphor
Ala! pure fresh effervescent latifolia
Essential oil
Lavender
Emerald green that shines on
gleaming green jewel bug
Algae green of the serene pond
And there swim the shoveler ducks
Harlequin green from areca leaves pinnate
Softly grins when sunrays gently penetrate
And the dark green on betel leaves
Oh ho, the deep red on tongue it leaves
Light green of the Mandevilla
That climbs high to shine bright
Mixed hues of the leaves of taro root
And turquoise green on the crystal clear Lake
O! The iridescent green hues
of peafowls whose vibrant colors ooze
off his pretty long feathers,
Do I need to apprise further?
Green paddy field glares
And sways like a girl's hair
Teal green from singing river
Accumulates minerals and delivers
Did I mention the grass green?
Hey! Isn't our earth's screen?
Raising that lustrous curtain,
unfolds vivid scene by scene
Our earth breaths through these shades of green
Without these green, there is no pleasant scenes